Trips into New York City

Trips into New York City

From my girlfriend Heather’s house in Rockland County, NY I can travel to Manhattan quickly and easily. Seniors pay half price. I, who Heather has called a hippie with a pension, quality for that rate. For less than ten dollars I can ride either train or a nicely-appointed Greyhound-style bus to, respectively, Penn Station or the Port Authority Bus Terminal.

Occupy Wall Street

Occupy Wall Street

I’ve been to the city at least a dozen times in recent years, sometimes alone, sometimes with Heather, and sometimes with my friend Jan Brown. I’ve seen two Broadway shows (revivals of Hair (five stars) and West Side Story (two stars), and two off-Broadway plays (Cole Porter’s Mexican Hayride; four stars) and, today, Robert Sternin and Prudence Fraser’s Under My Skin. I’ve spent a day each in four museums (The Metropolitan Museum of Modern Art, The American Museum of Natural History, and the Metropolitan Museum of Art), hung out at Zucotti Park in the Financial District with the Occupy Wall Street folks, taken a horse-drawn carriage ride through Central Park under a big warm blanket with Heather, visited the Apple Store and the F.A.O. Scharz toy store on the Upper West Side, viewed an exhibition at The International Center of Photography, heard a presentation at the LGBT Community Center of New York, and attended a reception for authors of the forthcoming book Trans Bodies, Trans Selves. I’ve walked through Harlem, Hell’s Kitchen, Central Park, Greenwich Village, Times Square, the meat packing district, the theater district, and the financial district. I’ve eaten $1.50 slices at hole-in-the-wall pizzarias and fine food at a half-dozen restaurants. I’ve learned a lot about the city and how to get around (often the hard way). It has all been fun.

I suppose I really am a hippie with a pension.

Hair

Hair on Broadway, 2009

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